Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple Esq. In Two Volumes ...

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J. Johnson, St. Paul's Church-Yard., 1793 - 359 sider
 

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Side 354 - Ah luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear, For while he spake a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might As he had done before.
Side 237 - That reaching home, the night, they said, is near, We must not now be parted, sojourn here — The new acquaintance soon became a guest, And made so welcome at their simple feast, He...
Side 182 - Tis thus Omnipotence his law fulfils, And vengeance executes what justice wills. Again— the band of commerce was designed To associate all the branches of mankind ; And if a boundless plenty be the robe, Trade is the golden girdle of the globe.
Side 351 - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Side 315 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Side 168 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his bible was sincere. Assail'd by scandal, and the tongue of strife, His only answer was — a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Side 352 - My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road. The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin...
Side 324 - Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far...
Side 356 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race.
Side 352 - A wig that flowed behind, A hat not much the worse for wear, — Each comely in its kind. He held them up, and in his turn Thus showed his ready wit : " My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit.

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